It takes the sky to endure the dark before meeting the light,

It takes you months to realise the a stone you once kicked could have been diamonds.

It takes a sense of power to only endure the dark.
I waited for the sun to light up my world,
But the clouds if your abuse stood still, unhindered.

Is there any ways to drive away the clouds of melancholy other than to accept it?

Or do I have to wait for the two clouds to charge among themselves and in the process get struck by the roaring anger of the lightning?